"......" her face was black, and when she thought about it, it really didn't seem like that.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is really exposed.

"That's... I, in fact, when I was at home, I was idle and idle when I read those books, and the more I read them, the more I was impressed. ”

When he went back this time, Zigui deliberately went to look through those ancient books, otherwise Jiang Beichen would not know that the Qiu family still had those 'treasures'.

Zigui wanted to find out if there were any treatments for pregenital cold diseases recorded in those books.

Even if it was a medicine that could relieve it, she didn't find it.

"How much can you remember?"

"What are you doing?" Zigui looked at Jiang Beichen vigilantly: "I can't see a doctor, and if I don't see it well, I'll die." ”

“…… What do you think, you think I look like I'm careless of human life?"

Zigui thought about it and felt that it was better to tell the truth, and being modest in front of Mr. Beichen would not be compared to dust: "Can I have memorized the contents of those books?"

Jiang Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, he understood, so he asked: "I understand the meaning in the book." ”

Sure enough, it is not a skill to be able to memorize, but true love is to be transparent.

Alas, the heart is so tired.

"Eighty percent is almost transparent, the remaining 15 percent is hazy, and the other 5 percent is completely reading. ”

"Have you tried?"

"I only see myself and I only dispense my own medicine. Zigui said very honestly: "The first time I saw a doctor, I almost didn't poison myself, and then I have a long memory."

It's just that the medicine is dispensed, it's not that it doesn't work, but it's not as magical as described in the book, and I just suspect that I didn't grasp the proportion of the medicine I dispensed well. ”

"Maybe it's because of the herbs. Jiang Beichen affirmed: "Good medicinal materials are very expensive, and it is difficult to find." The quality of medicinal herbs on the market today is not so good. ”

"Mr. Beichen, although I have read those books, although I don't think I can't learn the content of them. Zigui hesitated: "But I'm not here." Otherwise, I would have applied for a hospital study and studied Chinese medicine. ”

"But your ambition is not in the profession of psychological counselor. Jiang Beichen said: "You chose a psychological counselor, just for your mother."

But I don't want you to get too involved in this industry, I'm afraid you'll be affected by those negative emotions.

In fact, girls who are sentimental and sympathetic are not suitable for this industry. ”

"I don't have a flood of empathy, and I don't have any sentimentality. Zigui objected: "Really, I didn't plan to have anything to do with the Meng family, but depending on what Old Man Meng meant, it's impossible for me not to have anything to do with the Meng family." So ......"

"So what?"

Zigui smiled mischievously: "Maybe those ancient book formulas left by my mother's ancestors are pharmacological or something, maybe I can use them." At least it's not a dish?"

…… He knew that if the Meng family provoked Zigui, 80% of them would be unlucky.

If you are good to her, she will be twice as good to you.

If you bullied her, she would definitely return it tenfold and hundredfold, and besides, the Meng family also bullied her mother.

In the future, if Zigui recognizes his ancestors and goes back, the Meng family will not be stripped of the skin by Zigui, and she will not be called Zigui.

This past.

Jiang Beichen began to arrange people to find the best medicinal materials.

And Zigui also officially went to Jiang Beichen's house from school to live.

Pharmacology is studied every night except for 2 hours in the evening.

After two years, Zigui received an email from the lawyer, and she sent it directly to Uncle Lin without reading it, and asked her to give it to Mrs. Meng.

The lawyer was found by Jiang Beichen, and the son is one hundred and twenty rest assured.

A week later.

Zigui receives a strange phone call.

It's Meng Zhilan.

They made an appointment to meet at a time and place.

An hour later, the café.

Zigui was very punctual, what time was the appointment, she didn't arrive early or late, but stepped on the point and stepped into the café.

There are not many people in the café during this time, and there can be very few.

You can see at a glance what everyone in the café looks like.

Corner seat, only a man with sunglasses and headphones.

This person is known to Meng Jiayi's brother Meng Chengwei.

After he moved to Jiang Beichen's house, he gave Beichen all the information of the Meng family.

There are even some basic information about Li Zhilan's mother's family.

The meaning of seeing Meng Chengwei here could not be clearer.

Zigui waited patiently for ten minutes, but the person had not yet come.

It just so happened that after the coffee was drunk, she didn't expect that the other party would be on time, whether the other party came or not, her plan was ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, she couldn't see that no one would leave immediately, and Zigui didn't plan to recognize the Meng family anyway.

As the Son returned, no one came.

Get up and leave.

And Meng Chengwei in the corner was talking to her mother, and the content was nothing more than hanging the child and asking her to wait a little longer.

When he finished talking.

lifted it again, but there was no trace of Zigui.

"Hey, what about the person in the seat?" Meng Chengwei asked.

"May I ask you are Mr. Meng Chengwei?" the waiter explained, "Sir, the girl in that seat of yours has just left, she, if you ask her." Let us confirm that you are Mr. Meng Chengwei and give you this note. ”

"I am. ”

The waiter had a smile on his face: "Please take out your ID card, I need to confirm it." ”

"......" Meng Chengwei thought he had heard it wrong.

The person who wants to check his ID card has not been born yet, Meng Chengwei looked disdainful.

As a result, no matter what he did, the waiter just wouldn't give it.

Even if Meng Chengwei complained about the waiter, he said: "Since you have promised, you have to do it, sir, you don't want this note, but if you want to, you must show the certificate that proves that you are Meng Chengwei." ”

Meng Chengwei was anxious: "Master, don't do it." ”

But the waiter said, "That woman just now, if you don't want to, you will regret it." ”

The itch in Meng Chengwei's heart, he is very curious about this note now.

But I really didn't have my ID card with me.

The waiter with the note in his hand reminded him: "Sir, if you are coming by car, you should bring your driving book." ”

"Why aren't you early!" Meng Chengwei felt angry in his heart.

"You, you're too fierce, I don't dare to say more. ”

"!!" Meng Chengwei had a feeling of wanting to hit his head.

He took the notebook and, after confirming that it was correct, got the note.

There is only one sentence on it [Mr. Meng Chengwei, please advise more.] The inscription is the three words "Qiu Zigui".

Just for these few words, he and the waiter rambled for half an hour.

How can the anger of the special be calmed?

He wants to beat people, but can he ......

As a result, before he could speak, the waiter was already frightened and cried.

The people present, those who knew and those who didn't, didn't blame Meng Chengwei, especially because he didn't look very good.